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The Birth of Naroe ~{(!-!)}~

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The Redcrowns

The Redcrowns are a small band of northern men who travel the mountain passes, pillaging and raiding whenever they can. Escaped convicts and bandits, the men are of average skill with their typical martial weapons. Most wear leather armour but a few have chainmail, these men are generally the more skilled warriors, and none of them have any concept of mercy.
Born from a handful of brigands who wished for more, they broke out their captured companions as well as other convicts from the Northern town of Clear lake prison. Many died fighting their way out of the town, and a leader emerged from the survivors.

Juldod Redcrown

Juldod is a veteran warrior Jarl Fruvhul, dishonourably discharged from his troop for many unethical actions in battle. Driven by anger and vengeance, Juldod raped the Jarls daughter and killed his eldest son. Imprisoned shortly after, he was soon to be tortured and publically executed when he was broken out.
His ferocious attacks with his battle axe are deadly and his war cry rallies men like a babes cry does to its mother.

The band is currently travelling through the mountains leading to an apparently abundant orcish farmland.

@ArenaSnow

Fantasy world creation •<(^^)>•

@drpepperOkay.
Dwarven elite troop of no more than 15 strong.
The Sheilds of "...".
sheild weilding melee units.
Weapon/s of choice?
Little back stry? Brief.
Leader is a bio-mimicing dwarf ( possible animals to transform into: Bear, Giant Boar, Dire Wolf or Giant Hawk ) pick one.
They are on the way to releive a farming village from a pillaging bandit group.
Give the leader a name.

Go for it.

Fantasy world creation •<(^^)>•

@drpepper Start with a character and see where it goes? What race you think you'll prefer?

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

Name: AKA 716-ES (Advanced Kinetic Assassin 716 Enhanced Speed)
Alias(s): Blur. (self designated)
Age: Ages at 1/4 rate of normal. 23 years 5 months 17 days ( 5 hours, 47 minutes and 12 seconds...14...15)
Affiliations: Has friends within the Mercs.
Factions:N/A

Description

Description: Blur has his coded name imprinted on his right shoulder. His blue eyes shift and dance like flames, but can be doused with tinted lenses with the click of a switch on his hood. He stands at 5'9" and has a well built athletic physique. His left forearm (primary knife arm) has robotic augmentations and is slightly larger than his right (primary pistol arm). Small metal sheaths with attached hooks sit on the underside of both his wrists, containing his throwing knives.

Powers/Weaknesses

Powers:
Gravity manipulation : Blur can manipulate or generate gravitrons, as well as other types of gravitational interactions but must be able to see the target. The force available when generated or manipulated is directly proportional to how close it is to Blur - standing in the middle of a large building and generating a gravitron at his feet would crush the building to dust. Blur is immune to the effects generated unless he chooses not to be. The generated fields last only a few seconds, manipulated fields stabilize after the same amount of time.

Kinetic Immunity : Blur is immune to any form of kinetic energy that he can register before it hits. His brain immediately generates a gravitational field to disperse/absorb the energy as a reflex.

Super Human speed : Blur moves at around 10 times faster than the average human.

Weaknesses: Blur has an extremely weak immune system and so cannot be without his respiration mask for more than a few hours before the risk of death. If exposed to an electrical current of more than 100 volts Blur cannot see.

Skills & Equipment

Skills:
- Excels at parkour style gymnastics (wall running etc).
- Techno whizz.
- Subtlety, stealth/ silent kills.
- Superior Geological Knowledge.
- Excellent shot with any handgun.
- Knife combat expert.
- Multi-linguistic
- Ambidextrous

Equipment:
2x Kinetic-manipulation Pistol.
His own creation, the pistol has been altered to his neurosynaptic map so that he can use his gravitational manipulation to fire pure kinetic energy instead of bullets. The resulting damage is similar to that of the original pistol.

2x Military Tactical knives. Particularly sharp, and particularly dangerous in Blurs hands. Can be attached to Blurs wrist hooks with carbon fibre wiring.

6x Merc Standard throwing knives. Can be thrown and retrieved with the boosting force of kinetic manipulation.

Ranking: Rank B?

Brief History: Blur is human with augmentations, it is all he really knows about himself. He honestly cannot explain his abilities and only uses them for good, unless he is great pain - then he can become manic. He remembers a torturous laboratory, waking up on the bed and killing the guards. Since then he has been surviving, as well as hunting down people like those he escaped from, doing what he can. He's done a few covert operations by himself, he enjoys the rush they bring.

~*~They're Coming...~*~ (Walking Dead Rp)

@themadhatter420 NYC! Represent *swagger*

Fallout: Dixie Rivermen

Name: Henry Direson
Race: African-American Human
Age: 32
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 150

Appearance: Henry is a well shaven handsome chap, short black hair with cuts and scars on his crown from an unpleasant experience with a super mutant whose nails really needed a cut. His blue eyes would peirce the wall of dark Henry likes to hide in if it weren't for his shades; he wears a long black trench coat with black military boots, dark green dyed leather armor beneath a dark blue shirt and a grey weathered baseball cap which he turns backward when he is using his rifle. His black loose military-camo trousers have many pockets and straps.

Equipment: As well as the above apparell, Henry has a medium sized rucksack with primary and secondary storage areas - as well as a few pockets. He keeps food and water supplies in his primary , along with a few repair kits and practicals like a hammer, saw, wonderglue and his hatchet in its sleeve. He also keeps the more valueable peices that he finds and/or takes from others in his primary. In his secondary are a few changes of clothes, his cooking equipment and ammo as well as a handful of RadAway and Stimpacks. The various pockets of his rucksack have bottle caps and cigarretes in them, the pockets of his trousers, however, are mostly filled with ammo and his left side hip pocket contains his camera.
Weapons:
9MM pistol, laser sight, improved iron sights. ( 10 magazines of 13)
Marksman carbine no-scope - 5.56 mm rounds. ( 4 magazines of 20)
Sniper Rifle - .308 rounds. Silencer or flash suppresser. (3 magazines of 5)

Specializations: Henry is a deadly shot. His aim is unwavering at long distances, but does begin to weaken at close range.
Other: He has a thing for lots of pockets.
Negative Attributes: Henry is terrible in any hand-to-hand combat and isn't too good a shot if the target is with spitting distance.
Biography:
With no military training of any kind Henry is a self taught marksman. Being brought up by a traveling trader he had plenty of time to practice his shot and learn how to deal with money, as well as trouble. Although the trader was not his father, he did know that his father was a military man of some kind who had left him with the trader - along with a large sack of bottle caps and money. When he turned 18 Henry was given this large amount of money, which the trader had so kindly added to over the years, and went out into the world.

Around ten years ago now, Henry found out that Phil had been killed by a ruthless gang of Caesars bastards. He has worn to kill every last legionary he sets his eyes upon. At first Henry travelled around, killing the scum of the land as he went.
Age, however, grants wisdom. Henry found himself being overcome with bloodlust and so fought against his inner ambitions and settled down; close enough to Memphis to trade and find supplies but far enough from people he is afraid he may harm - atop a collapsed freeway inside a small home of which he has made himself comfortable.

His home is humble and looks up towards what star light there is left. Basically a lot of cars piled up upon each other in square shape, with a few ramps and firing holes. His tent and fire place stay in the centre - beneath a makeshift canopy. A few crates and boxes lay scattered around with various items inside of no substantial value. He liberated the place from a few wasteland raider: who had been picking off passers by from the many sniping nests the area provided.

Fantasy world creation •<(^^)>•

@drpepper What you wanting carbonated one?

Fallout: Dixie Rivermen

I will be posting a cs soon. This looks real nice.

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

Any vital things i must know before making a cs? (read ooc intro post)